1. I am a stranger here below, And what I am 'tis hard to know; I am so vile, so prone to sin, I fear that I'm not born again.
2. When I experience call to mind, My understanding is so blind-- All feeling sense seems to be gone, Which makes me think that I am wrong.
Source: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #106